Do not think of me alive do not think of me as dead Get that thought right out of your head Fifty times you told me so to satisfy I must grow but all you did was pull or blow If size isn't everything and I'm half his size How come it's him who gets to keep the prize But you fuck long and you fuck slow But you fuck like a walrus smoking blow I'm too ashamed to scream your name Well I don't feel hard and I don't feel lame Never proud and never ashamed But this bed's too big for the both of us If size isn't everything well I'll slap my thighs But there won't be parting and there won't be cries If size isn't everything then try this size Turn off the lights and bring a torch Oh my heart's in the right place My heart's in the right place My heart's in the right place My heart's in the right place And my heart's twice the size of his arse So if size isn't everything then try this size Turn off the lights and bring a torch And if size isn't everything and I'm half his size How come it's him who gets to keep the prize How come it's him who gets to keep the prize How come it's him who gets to keep the prize
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